For my Birthday I made myself a "Cheese Cake."
No today isn't my birthday!
The family still is not allowed to tell you when it is.
I had a quiet birthday, just like I wanted. It was perfect!
If you don't know when my birthday is it is because I don't really do birthdays, holidays, and most weekends. When I lived alone I only realized it was my birthday when I got a call with a bunch of screaming maniacs, my family, singing as terrible as they could, purposely, reminding me it wasn't just a workday.
You see when you know, without doubt, you should be dead many times over, birthdays become trivial.
Spend a few years sick unto dying, everyday is a new birth.
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